The Importance of Being

We are in completely different places

these voices in my head keep saying the same things

and I'm scared they might be right.

How wrong would we be if we continued like this

Everything in me would like to deny it

but this is the bottom line.

So this is the end.

We used to kiss exhaustively

remember how we would hold on to each other?

forcing the make believe

and nothing was right, it never felt right

and yet we kept trying,

how sad.

This is not about you though, or me

this is about how we have to be.

I channeled my insanity and let it roam free

Took Chance on a game of hide and seek

and what I found! what I keep finding

Oh the doors that continue to open

and the love that continue to astound me

surprise me! 

And you wouldn't believe these little things

the ones that shock and hurt my feelings

the ones that create another layer on my skin

and the strength! I know it couldn't have been from me.

'But still, like air, I'll rise'*

and don't you ever forget that little fact

that still like air, we'll rise.

So when there's nothing left to be

and all our dreams are make believe

I know how easy it is to slip on that face

you know, the one we save as a last grace

How we would love to forgive ourselves

for all those silly mistakes we made

but in the end we're stuck in ourselves

I will be me, and you could be you

and to ourselves we could be true.

*Still I Rise- Maya Angelou